There is a song on the airwaves by the band Rascal Flatts entitled “Life is a Highway.” The image that comes to mind is one of a hot little convertible on wide open road, sun on your face, wind in… More »
Memoir For My Father
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“Time, like money, can easily slip away… leaving one to wonder, which of the two was really the most important.” —Ralph McCreath. He was, for the most part, simply known as “Ralph.” It was a name that stood out…… More »